Another Mile

by Daniel Kelly

Am                 G
Walk another mile, ford another stream,
C             G         Am   G    Am
Cross another river, bury another dream
          C             G            Am
But it’s still so far to go to port Jackson

C                  G                   D         G
My name is William Clark, We wrecked of 90 mile beach,
C                  G         D                  Em  (D Am)
Survivors of the Sydney Cove, Sent north to bring relief,

By April of 97, we had started our long march,
600 miles to Jackson’s Port, through country wild and parched

Our party was just seventeen, when we started out that day,
Twelve Lascars from the orient, chief mate Thomson lead the way

We survived on fish and mussels, crossed a thousand streams,
Cut our feet on rocks and stones, 
spear wielding natives filled our dreams

After two months painful journey, we reached safety in mid-May
Of the 17 that started, only three made botany bay

Some were killed by natives, some by fatigue and thirst,
our 600 mile journey, confirmed this land is cursed

The truth of our survival, was lost to histories page,
The natives gave us food and drink, tracked our every stage.

But the help that they had given, was met with stony silence,
Governor Hunter thought it better, to justify the violence.

 

About Daniel Kelly

Daniel Kelly is a singer/songwriter from Yass in Australia.
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